Chapter 1227

Being pointed out by Meng Jianzhi, Shi Li almost instantly became the focus of attention of the whole audience. All fans looked at her with envy and jealousy. The luckiest person!

Shi Li doubtfully pointed to himself: "me?"

She wondered if Meng Jianzhi was referring to the wrong person, and then sister Xuexue secretly pushed him: "what are you doing? It's you. Don't dare believe it. The great God is calling you up!"

"Xiaoyue, your luck is so good! We must make good use of this opportunity to have a good interaction with the great God, and then remember to win back my share! " The snow is blowing in the dark.

Shi Li was not stage fright, but slightly surprised at the beginning.

Under the jealous and envious eyes of the people, he got up directly and went on the stage, slowly approaching the great God in the eyes of the fans.

Well, if you look closer, this guy seems to be more handsome. He is a man who has no slot at short distance and long distance.

"Hello." The distance between the two people is not very far. When they reach out subconsciously, they want to shake hands with Meng Jianzhi.

The fans below are a little puffing sound again. This is an unprecedented time. The great God wants to shake hands with the fans.

But Shi Li's hand stretched out in the air for a while, but Meng Jianzhi opposite did not move.

At this time, the host came to a slightly awkward round: "hahaha, our fans are really enthusiastic, but don't mind. Your idol Jane has a slight cleanliness habit. He doesn't like shaking hands very much. He doesn't mind you!"

"Ah, so it is. I'm offended." Shi Li muttered, but he had to retract his hand without saying more. But I don't know how. Meng Jianzhi, who had no response, suddenly moved.

Faster than her, I took one step to hold her hand before I retracted.

His palms were sweating slightly. When he called, he couldn't help looking up at him more. Looking closer, this guy was really good-looking, with red lips and white teeth. His black and white eyes were clear.

It's not the smell of teenagers, but it's more attractive than teenagers.

Why sweat?

Meng Jianzhi probably knew in his heart that his habit was not good at physical contact with people, but at the moment he retracted his hand, he saw the disappointment in her eyes and shook it inexplicably.

But now she won't feel unhappy. On the contrary, she even has some satisfaction. Her hands are so small and soft, as if she had no bones.

Can be completely wrapped in his palm. The feeling of holding tightly and putting his palms close to each other made him feel a little satisfied.

"Hello." Meng Jianzhi said. He couldn't help but smile a little on his face.

The hosts nearby were stunned. When did they see their great God and fans have such contact, that is, their teammates basically didn't touch him.

This guy will vomit to you on the spot when he meets a stranger's skin. But now it's like nothing.

But looking at the host, I felt something wrong. I shook hands for two minutes. Why didn't I loosen it?

"Cough!" The host held the empty fist and coughed gently. The cough reminded Meng Jianzhi. Only then did he react. He is still holding other people's hands in aftertaste.

"Sorry, I'm distracted."